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[ladyseidr]

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[wtfholland]

can you write prompt 13?💘💘

how about a little more smut because why not. this sucks but ;)

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I took one last look at myself in the mirror, doing a little twirl. Tonight was be special, tonight was Tom and I’s two year anniversary. I was sporting a sheer, crimson coloured baby doll, the matching panties underneath that practically screamed ‘Fuck me!’. My hair was sculpted into loose waves, framing my face perfectly. The icing on the cake were my lips, which were painted a gorgeous vampy red, complimenting the silk bow on the front of my sexy little number. I ran my tongue over my teeth one last time before I smiled at my reflection, satisfied with my look of the night.

A familiar ring began to sound from the bedroom and my heart rate accelerated. I was so nervous for some reason. Of course, Tom and I have had sex before but this was gonna be different because well…Tom wasn’t actually here, unfortunately. As hard as he tried, he couldn’t manage to get the time off to come back to London for a few days. Despite his excessive apologies, I assured him it was’t his fault and that there was always the option of Skype or phone sex. Yeah, yeah, not the most passionate and definitely not the sexiest choice for celebrating your second year anniversary but desperate times calls for desperate measures.

I grabbed my laptop, set it up beside my pillow and laid down gently on the bed, hoping I was at a good angle for Tommy before I answered the call. The first thing I saw was his gorgeous face. His hair was growing back slowly, which got me excited. He was shirtless, his glorious chiseled chest and pecks on display for me. I beamed with anticipation, my nipples instantly hardening under the material of my baby doll. “Hello there, my beautiful angel.” Tom greeted, his voice rough and groggy. 

“Hey there, handsome. Happy anniversary, Tommy.” I dragged out, turning my body closer to the camera to give him a better look at my body. Tom bit his lip, and shook his head, a smile breaking out. “Bloody hell, Y/N. I’m craving your touch right now. I wish I was there with you, on our bed so I can make love to you all night.” Tom swooned before shifting the camera down to reveal his briefs, the outline of his cock was prominent, making me instinctively clench my thighs together. I licked my lips and took my left breast in my hand, gently kneading the flesh through the fabric. Tom’s hand shot down to his clothed member, massaging himself to my actions. 

“Mm, baby, me too. I need you here, I miss you so much. You not being here just means…” I began, moving the laptop back a bit so he could see more. I panned the camera down towards my lower body. I rubbed my legs together, attempting to get him harder and more sexually frustrated. “You’re missing all of this. You don’t get to be close to me, touch me…or feel how wet I am.” I teased in a low voice. 

Tom groaned, pumping himself up and down slowly, his eyes never leaving the screen. “Goddammit, baby girl. I want to be there with you so I can fuck you like how you need to be fucked. Ugh, what are you doing to me?” he whimpered before pulling his cock out of his briefs. I squealed at his size, still in disbelief that all those inches of perfectness was mine and all mine. I pulled my breasts out from the top of my lingerie, being careful not to tear it. The built-in wired bra forced them up, making them look more full; They pointed directly at the camera, in Tom’s view. His thumb rubbed over the head of his cock, smearing the little bit of pre-cum that was discharged over the sensitive skin. 

“I want you to touch yourself for me, princess. Pretend that I’m there with you, doing all the work, showing you how much you mean to me. I want you to feel good.” he growled, a hint of challenge in his voice. My fingers crawled down the slit in the middle of my baby doll and under the thin waistband of my panties. I moved my laptop a little more to ensure that Tom had the best seat in the house, watching me touch myself. I began to rub small circles on my clit, gathering the wetness in my fingers. Tom growled through the computer, commencing in jerking his dick. His grip was hard but his strokes were at a steady pace. This certain action and speed he was going at was something he liked to do so he’d last longer.

“Yes, just like that…just like that, Y/N. Are you wet for me?” he moaned, his head tilting as he locked his gaze on my hand in my underwear. I twisted my nipples with my other hand, trying to emphasize the pleasure. My head fell back into the soft plushness of the pillows as I slipped two fingers inside my pussy. “Y-yes, Tommy. I’m so wet for you. I love it when you touch me like this.” I whined, the palm of my hand rubbing against my clit. My back arched off the bed as my fingertips brushed against my G spot. My eyes snapped open as I remembered something I wanted to show Tom; Almost like an anniversary present.

“Wait, hang on a second, baby. I’ll be right back.” I pulled my hand out of my underwear and hopped off the bed, leaving behind a confused Tom. I got out of his view quickly and slipped off my baby doll and panties, dropping them to the floor. I checked my appearance once more in the mirror; I looked great, I looked beautiful. I picked up the long, velvet textured box that resided on my night table and opened it to reveal a beautiful glass dildo. I bought this specifically for tonight. I smiled as my eyes drank in the look of it. The clean, polished glass was shining, light from the table lamp bouncing off of it, making it even more stunning.

I sensually crawled back on the bed and revealed my weapon of choice to Tom. His mouth fell open, the grip on his cock tightening within a second. “Lay down right now and get that inside your pussy. I wanna hear you scream, darling. I want you to pretend that that’s my cock, fucking in and out of you.” he demanded, asserting his dominance. I wasted no time as I laid back down on the bed before popping the cool sculpted glass into my mouth, lathering it with my saliva as lubricant. Tom’s speed on his cock picked up quickly, groans falling from his lips. “Please, put it in now, Y/N. I can’t wait anymore.” 

I removed the toy from my mouth and moved it down my body until it reached my core. I rubbed it up and down my folds before gingerly inserting it inside me, my mouth opening as big as a moon crater. I let out a sob at the interesting cold sensation, as well as the size. I immediately began to pump the artificial cock in and out of me, letting a mix or curses and cries escape from me. Tom gave up all hope of himself lasting long and viciously jerked himself. I tried to match his pace, slamming the dildo into me. 

“Fu-fu…ck. Y/N, fucking hell! You look so fucking hot when you fuck yourself like that. Does that feel good?” Tom wailed, his rhythm not faltering in the slightest. “Yes, Tommy. It feels good, your cock feels so good inside of me!” I threw my head back, gasping at the contact with my G spot. I could tell Tom was getting close; His eyes squeezed shut, as well as him basically choking on his own erratic intakes of breath. I was screaming at this point, his name was tumbling from my lips. My body quivered as my toes curled against the sheets. 

“I’m gonna cum, baby girl. I’m so clo—”

“Tom, they need you on se—oh, my god! What the hell are you doing, you fucking div!” another voice shrieked.

Harrison. Jeez, good timing.

Tom quickly flipped himself over onto his stomach on the bed and whirled the laptop around to face the window, not wanting Harrison to see me in this state. I immediately fell into a fit of giggles. This was probably around the twenty-something time Harrison has walked in on us in the middle of a sexual conquest. I could hear Tom grumbling. “Mate, please get out! It’s our anniversary and I couldn’t be with Y/N, what do you want from me?” 

“Goddammit, I just came to tell you that they need you on set in fifteen minutes for a couple of retakes. Go clean yourself up.” Harrison explained, his voice was muffled so I’m assuming his face was covered. I just waited patiently, finding this whole situation amusing. Tom hated it when anyone busted us; I, on the other hand, found it hilarious. I was never ashamed about enjoying the sex I was having with Tom. He wasn’t either but insisted that he liked having me all to himself and that he didn’t want anyone else to see me the way he did.

After I heard a door slam and the bed covers shifting, Tom turned the laptop back to its original position and groaned. “Fuck, I’m so sorry, love. He never knocks.” I just laughed, giving him a sweet smile. “It’s alright, Tommy. It’s not like it hasn’t happened before.” I chanted, continuing to giggle and he rolled his eyes at me. “Can we get back to where we were, baby girl? I wanna see you cum.” he requested, resuming his jerking motions. I furrowed my eyebrows. “Haz just said you have to get back to set, though.” I replied, brushing some of my hair out of my face. 

“Yeah, but in fifteen minutes. You can cum in fifteen, can’t you?” he smirked through the camera. I returned the gesture and threw him a wink as I went back to involuntarily disturbing the neighbours. 

brb i need to take a shower. this was a lot. i hope you liked this :)